Illimitable Until Death

Not far from Z City, there is a mountain.

On the mountain, there's a dojo.

The pavilion is not dilapidated or small, and there are even specialized martial arts, in fairly complete conditions.

Generally, such a pavilion, even in the deep mountains, has the right conditions to attract people.

Not to mention the fact that it's not unheard of here, but it's very famous.

Running rock punch.

Silver-tone fangs in 3rd place of S class, the style of boxing in the genre where Bangu is located.

This genre, so famous in the industry, was once an apprentice enough to stand all over the dojo, and even a number of good disciples went from here to the world and were known to the world.

To this day, however, this large and prestigious monastery is still missing half of its disciples.

At least, he walked all the way here and did not see half the people in the square until he entered the dojo and saw a figure.

However, the moment I saw this figure, the eyes in the square were slightly squinted.

“Hmm?”

As if they noticed someone approaching them, they turned around and looked into the square.

But in the moment of seeing the square, the other person's eyes changed.

A little momentum suddenly appeared on each other.

In short, the question of convenience was raised.

“… why are you here? ”

This phrase was spoken in a hostile tone that was almost carried.

Not surprisingly.

Instead, it is strange that the other party is not hostile towards itself.

Anyway, Fang Li almost killed each other.

So he smiled.

“That's what I'm supposed to say, right? ”

The square is so open.

“I didn't know you were alive, sweetheart. ”

That's right.

Honey mask.

This paranoid paranoid appeared as a roadblocker when he was promoted to the S-level in the square, and now it appears in front of the square.

Look at the man across the street with an unexpected look, not at all surprised by his existence, sweetheart mask stared at the past, fist a little tight.

At this moment, what appears in the mind of the sweetheart mask is the scene of the original confrontation with Fang Li.

At that time, the Honey Mask had no idea it would turn out that way.

How could I have thought of that?

Being a Class A # 1 hero who has always stood in the way of the delusions and dreams of all professional heroes attempting to climb the S-level throne, with comparable strength to that of an S-level hero, being admired by almost all heroes, sweetheart, facing her own strength is very confident.

It's not blind.

In the heart of a sweetheart mask, a hero is inherently powerful and gorgeous, capable of annihilating all evil and performing righteousness with precision.

A hero who cannot eradicate evil is not a hero at all.

So heroes have to be strong.

And the sweetheart mask thinks she's a hero.

It is therefore only natural to be strong.

Of course, the Honey Mask never thought he'd be the most powerful of heroes.

Of the S-Class heroes, there are also a few who are considered not challenging by the Honey Mask.

But, honey, the mask never feels like it's a good idea to sit on the same level as them.

But not so long ago, in a confrontation with an unacknowledged opponent in front of him, he could not even react in time, and even perceived it in time, he was severed.

Until now, the sweetheart mask couldn't figure out how she was defeated and almost died.

No, not nearly dead, but seriously enough to be fatally injured.

Had it not been for the very special shape and extraordinary regenerative ability of the Honey Mask, even if the arm had been severed, it could have been taken back by itself and automatically regenerated in a very short time, if it had been restored, the Honey Mask would have died by now.

Thinking of lying in the O.R., even breathing can only be sustained by extraordinary regenerative abilities, leaving it to the rescuers of the Association of Heroes to do the surgery on themselves to survive, the tighter the fist of the sweetheart mask.

As a result, blues burst out on Honey Masked's arms, neck, and even temples.

And it's getting stronger and stronger.

When I realized these, the expression in the square didn't move at all.

“What, you want a second round?” It's easy to say, “let's do it. ”

The tone of the voice doesn't care, let the blues on the sweetheart mask temple rise high, the eyes also become cold and whisper.

“Are you underestimating me? ”

This sentence was exchanged for a sigh in the square.

“I'm understanding you. ”

The tone of the square began to be ironic.

“After all, if you don't do it, you won't have a chance. Isn't that what happened last time? ”

Such words were directly transformed into swords and pierced the heart of a sweetheart mask.

Yeah, it is.

Isn't that what happened last time?

So, this time, can we see each other?

If you fight each other again, won't you get cut off again and suffer serious injuries that can't even be recovered from regenerative abilities?

With this in mind, sweetheart, the mask has finally restored a little calm.

And as a result of that calm, a little fear began to emerge inside.

The last time I was cut off, I still have a trauma in my sweetheart's face.

If the average opponent leads to defeat, that's fine.

However, the Honey Mask was fatally struck without even knowing what was going on or even figuring it out.

How can this be fearless?

And as if to see the hesitation of the sweetheart mask, shrugged her shoulders.

“Why not?” The party smiled and said: “So it's up to me? ”

After that, the white knife suddenly appeared in the hand of the square.

Like the last time, I didn't even notice how the weapon appeared, sweetheart.

“ ———— ”

Sweetheart, the mask changed in color, and the pores all over her body blew open, putting up a confrontation, and her eyes stared dead in the square.

As for the face, that's even more of a drop of sweat coming down, making Sweetheart's masked breath rush.

In a glance, he squinted his eyes and smiled coldly, putting his hand on the handle of the evil blade.

At this moment, a third person appeared.

“Young people, don't be so impulsive. Although this is a pavilion, it is a place to negotiate martial arts, not to kill each other. ”

Bangu didn't know when he was here, but slowly walked over and closed his eyes, making such a noise.

“For the sake of an old man like me, why don't you let go of your personal grudges for a while? ”